Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1325 Success after another
"attack!"

Bang, bang bang!
Tannehill just announced the kickoff, and the sound of the strong collision between the offensive and defensive lines exploded above his ears, and layers of pressure hit Tannehill head-on-

Raid!

Tannehill made the first judgment, and the Kansas City Chiefs defense chose to rush the pass. At least five players could be seen stepping forward in the field of vision, and two linebackers joined the defensive front line, preparing to create a numerical advantage.

The pressure is coming.

Tannehill: Great timing! Everything was just as Vrabel expected.

Tannehill retreated continuously, one step, two steps, three steps, to create space.

Then, he looked up at the entire field, assumed a passing posture, and even raised his arm to find a passing target. However, when he was about to shoot, he pulled back his right hand, turned around, and stuffed the football into the arms of Henry who was ready at the side.

Fake fax run!

The Tennessee Titans still gave the football to Henry, who performed well tonight.

Henry was fully focused and full of fighting spirit, his blood boiling in his body.

In the 2016 and 2017 seasons, under the previous coach, Henry was not trusted at all and had very few opportunities to hold the ball. He could only serve as a substitute for DeMarco Murray, who had a similar technical and tactical style, and hid in the shadows.

At that time, he had a lot of energy but had no way to release it. He could only watch the wildcard game in the 2017 season and witness Levi's sudden emergence.

From that moment on, Henry vowed that he would prove himself.

Just like tonight.

Although the team gave him the football again and again, which seriously consumed his physical energy, Henry did not complain. On the contrary, he cherished the opportunity very much.

If the team needs him, he will fight to the end, even if it means his death.

With a step, Henry pulled to the right and rushed out.

The middle area is heavily guarded and crowded with people, with not even a gap. It is a wise choice to avoid the minefield and break through from the outside.

At a glance, Henry saw the figure of defensive end Jones coming towards him.

However, Henry remained unmoved and was not worried at all.

He rushed forward without stopping, not only did he not slow down, but he accelerated, without any tricks or techniques, and slammed into Jones' body head-on with absolute power, with his size, weight, speed and strength combined.

Instant release.

Jones' 310-pound (141-kg) body was thrown flying, and his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, making it impossible for him to make a sound for a while.

And what about Henry?

Henry seemed completely unaffected, not even a slight sway, and continued to move forward in an unstoppable manner; but then he fell into a minefield.

Linebacker Higgins rushed over immediately, giving Henry no time to breathe.

Henry once again forced a rhino charge to push Higgins away, but he immediately felt the impact from cornerback Fowler. At this time, Henry had already realized something was wrong.

The Kansas City Chiefs defense seemed...not fooled.

Tannehill's fake run and real pass did not interfere with the Kansas City Chiefs' defense. Even cornerback Fowler did not buy it and approached immediately and quickly closed the circle. The Tennessee Titans thought they had set a trap, but in fact they stepped into the trap set by the Kansas City Chiefs.

So, whose trap is this?

However, in a flash, Henry had no time to think, let alone worry.

Linebacker Ray Grande had already arrived, and the fourth consecutive wave of impact overwhelmed Henry, so much so that Henry had no way of gaining his footing.

Push. Collision. Stalemate.

Henry knew that this was a critical moment. Although he was tough, he was not a superman after all. In the impact of four consecutive waves of collisions, he didn't even have the space to push off the ground. His center of gravity was caught in the storm. If it weren't for his weight and personal ability, he would have fallen to the ground by now. How could he continue to hold on here? However, this is still not all.

Safety Sorensen came at him.

Without waiting for Henry to get rid of Regland, Sorensen rushed towards him recklessly, causing Henry to stagger backwards.

At this time, Henry was completely supported by the strength of his waist and abdomen. His concentration and increasingly strong fighting spirit made him burst into a super god state.

Then, safety Mathieu came running, one wave after another.

One after another.

Continuously.

Because Mathieu saw the Tennessee Titans' offensive players stepping forward, they were about to become Henry's backup and push Henry forward.

However, Mathieu got a head start and gave a slight bump, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, Henry could no longer stand, staggered back a step, and collapsed with a loud bang.

"Two numbers!"

"Derrick Henry's run was just two yards, and it was the best performance of the Kansas City Chiefs' ground defense so far in the game."

"Following the offense, the two-time defending champion defense finally showed its momentum."

Grass!
Henry, a flash of annoyance.

This defense, wave after wave, didn't give him any breathing room.

The last time I felt such defensive intensity was in early December when we faced the Houston Texans, which is a month and a half ago.

Henry stood up swiftly and glared back fiercely, but he did not expect that there was a red wave standing in front of him.

Jones. Higgins. Fowler. Regland. Mathieu. Sorensen.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle.

A sea of ​​red, all gathered together, staring at Henry with clear eyes. The murderous intent bursting from their eyes made Henry hit his head against the wall.

Henry's breath was choked, but then, a wave of ambition burned deep in his dantian, and the smile on his mouth rose again:

You guys, please be prepared!

I am not a weak rookie. If you want to fight, I will fight and I will never back down. It doesn't matter if all eleven players on your defensive team rush over. I am more than capable of fighting all of you alone. I can show you the style of Henry the Great.

Who will have the last laugh?

what!
Henry raised his chin slightly, looked over with contempt and provocation, the fighting spirit in his eyes burning, staring at the group of jackals in front of him intently, and slowly retreated step by step, never turning around, his eyes firmly locked on the figure in front of him, issuing a challenge without giving an inch.

The Kansas City Chiefs' defense, led by Jones, faced Henry's gaze with dignity.

They are not children anymore who will lose their minds at the slightest provocation.

Rugby is a team sport. They are all teammates fighting side by side. They are all part of the team. If they can fight Henry one-on-one, that would be the best. But if not, it doesn't matter. They support and help each other and face Henry together.

If Henry is there grumbling about using the few against the many, he might as well look back and see how many people the Tennessee Titans defense has sent out to surround Levi.

Now, it's their turn to step up. They need to prove themselves, they need to make their voices heard. Levi cannot bear all the weight of victory or defeat alone.

They always remember: embrace victory as a team and face setbacks as a team.

Not one can be missing.

(End of this chapter)